Nurse Lily and Mister X
Nurse Lily and Mister X
Why was her patient so hush-hush he could be referred to only as Mister X?
Who was Mister X?
Her first impression was a huge head with silver-white hair, a bristling mustache and fierce eyes. It was like seeing the Eiffel Tower or the Colosseum for the first time after having looked at it hundreds of times in magazines or on post cards. Lily’s professional smile was frozen on her lips.
Usually she would approach a patient briskly, her hand outstretched, and introduce herself. She had been taught how to do it in nursing school — with just the right amount of cheerfulness.
But this was a man who simply didn’t lend himself to this kind of approach. This was a man who had terrorized the White House, a man even the President was said to be afraid of….
